Lyrics:

Thoughts in time and out of season
the Hitchhiker stood by the side of the road
and leveled his thumb
in the calm calculus of reason.

Hi. How you doin'?
I just got back into town
L.A.?
I was out on the desert for a while.

»Riders on the storm«

Yeah.
Oh.
In the middle of it.

»Riders on the storm«

Right...

»Into this world we're born« 

Hey, listen, man, I really got a problem

»Into this world we're thrown«

When I was out on the desert,
ya know

»Like a dog without a bone
an actor out on loan«

I don't know how to tell you

»Riders on the storm«

But, ah,
I killed somebody

»There's a killer on the road« 

No...

»His brain is squirming like a toad«

It's no big deal, ya know
I don't think anybody will find out about it,

»take a long holiday« 

but just, ah...

»Let your children play«

Ya know,
this guy gave me a ride,
and I

»If you give this man a ride«

started giving me a lot of trouble and I just

»Sweet family will die«

couldn't take it, ya know

»Killer on the road«

Wasted.

»Yeah«